Well, the raid team we had—that plodded through ALL the raids from this expansion, some even several times—dispersed after 80-some pulls on the last and final boss, Mr. Garrosh Hellscream. That was unfortunate. And it made me pissy and grumbly. (I would so never have done that cloak quest line had I known!)

Luckily for me, our very own Goblin Priest, Berdine, who's stamina and determination had him raiding pretty much simultaneously with two different guilds, was able to pull some strings and get me in on a regular group SoO, to see the final boss fight.

Yay! Killed the boss. Yay! Saw the end. Yay! Got the mount! Thanks to Berd, and Rook, and the gang in Midnight Marauders for letting me be part of the team for a few weeks! :) /kiss kiss

For awhile there, everyone who was anyone (on Facebook) was trending with the Bitstrips "app". I, being the princesse, also dabbled with the comic strips, to express my frustration towards a few guildies—we won't name names now, right Berd?—with regards to the Legendary Cloak quest chain.

How I loathed thee whilst leveling. Seriously. Bloody farmers. Farkin' alliance scum tearing up the NPCs at Tarren Mill. Ceaseless PvP bloodshed. Lions and spiders and bears, oh my! Need I say more?Then, upon discovering Old Hillsbrad, I was so delighted to see how Tarren Mill had been during the age of humans. Comparing it to the present-time decrepit buildings run by corpses, the Hillsbrad I knew, was poignant to say the least!Yet now, how I miss thee since the tragic Cataclysm. The ironic undead modernization; abandoned alliance territory falling into decay. Yes, you brought along Johnny Awesome and his "friends", an absorbing mini-game for amateur gardeners, and your new quests were the most entertaining in-game ever, but still...